"It seems that Tomie is not necessarily not a ghost. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Lou Yuandai looked at Han Yu's fingers.

Theoretically, He Tongfu died because he photographed Tomie, so Tomie must not be a ghost, but there is another premise for taking pictures of ghosts, that is, no other players can appear in the photo.

And the photo taken by He Tongfu appeared with a second player, which is the real cause of his death.

It's so hidden, and ordinary people really can't see that there is a person hidden in this corner.

He Tongfu didn't take a direct picture of the player, because he took the photo in the fourth compartment, so the lower left corner to the upper left corner of the photo shows a row of compartments, and the cubicle is still some distance from the ground, and the lower left corner of the photo is a distance between this.

The gap that should have been empty was not so empty, Lou Yuandai found a foot in this gap, because the floor here is white, and a white shoe is also worn on this foot, so Lou Yuandai didn't notice this foot at first, but focused on Tomoe's body.

"It is clearly stipulated in the game that players cannot take photos of two players at the same time," Han Yu looked at the foot in the lower left and frowned, "If it weren't for this foot, He Tongfu might not have died." ”

That's right, but the possibility that Tomie is a ghost can almost be described in four words as "very small", probably only people like He Tongfu who have never seen Tomie will take out their mobile phones to take pictures as soon as they see Tomie, it is the fear in his heart that overcomes reason, and I don't know how he lived in this world so recklessly, maybe this is his first world.

Lou Yuandai looked at the corpse of He Tongfu who was still lying at the door, in fact, this kind of death is already a kind of favor, according to ancient Chinese sayings, this is also a great kindness, so that you can keep the whole body after death.

"When He Tongfu died, there was no sound at all," Han Yu's eyes seemed to be glued to the photo on Lou Yuandai's mobile phone, "Even the other three people are gone, and Tomie doesn't know where he went." ”

Tomie's bloodstains dragged on to the toilet door, but there was no trace there, as if he had flown away, and the others were gone.

"You said that the more people die now, who is the most beneficial?" Han Yu plucked his eyeballs from the photo and turned to look at Lou Yuandai.

"Ghosts. Lou Yuandai said categorically.

Of course, players don't want players who are also humans to die and forget, because ghosts can directly skip the serial number of the dead players to kill, and if all human players kill each other and all eight players die, the ghosts don't need to move, and they can really win while lying down.

But this game points out the contradiction between ghosts and players from the very beginning, players with a little brain will not kill people casually, at most they will take pictures of people casually, just like He Tongfu.

"Look at this shoe," Lou Yuandai carefully studied the shoes taken in the photo, "Don't you think it's a little familiar?"

"It's familiar. Han Yu took a closer look, and then looked at Lou Yuandai.

The cold rain of this shoe has not been seen on other people's feet, so much so that it can often be seen when you look down.

"This is your shoes?" in a questioning tone, Han Yu looked at Lou Yuandai, suspecting that her shoes had fallen here before, after all, Lou Yuandai had been by his side when He Tongfu died.

Han Yu looked down with great hope, Lou Yuandai really disappointed him, the shoes on her two feet were perfectly put on her feet, and if Lou Yuandai's shoes were missing one halfway, he should have noticed it himself.

"It's not my shoes. Lou Yuandai looked at the shoes in the photo and said.

Men will never be able to tell the difference between a woman's various clothes, moisturizers, and lotions.

"Look at this shoe," Lou Yuandai pointed to the lower left corner of the photo, "Although this shoe is the same color as my shoes, and the pattern is similar, but you look at the tip of the shoe here." ”

Lou Yuandai moved her finger to the tip of her shoe: "The tip of the shoe in the photo is pointed, but the tip of my shoe is round, and the shape of the two shoes is completely different." ”

Han Yu looked at the somewhat vague shoe that Lou Yuandai pointed to in his hand with some embarrassment: It's good if you're happy.

"Then whose shoes are these?" Han Yu recalled the players he had seen before, but he didn't pay much attention to what other people's shoes looked like, after all, he couldn't stare at other people's shoes as soon as he saw them, he noticed that Lou Yuandai's shoes were also because Lou Yuandai grabbed Lou Yuandai's leg when he pulled the fan to take him flying, so he naturally noticed her shoes.

"It should be worn by a woman" Lou Yuandai took a few steps forward and closed the toilet door, completely inserting it from the inside to prevent anything that shouldn't come in "Look at the size of the shoes is not big, it shouldn't be worn by gold ingots." "The gold ingots can't wear very small shoes for that size.

"Uh. Han Yu looked at the blurry shadow of the shoe on the photo with difficulty, and it was hard to imagine how Lou Yuandai judged the size of the shoe through this shadow.

Therefore, men can never understand a woman's heart, although Lou Yuandai is half a woman at most.

It was dawn now, and there were only two living people in the toilet and a corpse that seemed to be asleep.

Lou Yuandai took out a diary from her backpack, which was the one she and Hanyu found in the office.

On October 4, 2014, Lou Yuandai continued to read the diary that she didn't finish yesterday: "Today is Saturday, our class is going out on a group outing, and I hope my class representatives can also go together." ”

Lou Yuandai frowned, I don't know why I was so angry a few days ago, and now I want to go on an outing together, or is the "she" mentioned by this teacher mentioned earlier not a beautiful class representative at all.

"October 2nd" Lou Yuandai directly stopped reading the year, and now reading the year feels like a waste of time, "I didn't expect us to do such a thing." "There is only one sentence in today's diary, Lou Yuandai is a little angry now, this teacher seems to be okay, it's just a sentence in the diary a day, and he is secretive, and the tone is so euphemistic, isn't this kind of diary just a record of the truest thoughts in his heart.

"What is this doing?" Han Yu leaned his head over with interest, "Even in the diary, it seems to be a big deal." ”

Lou Yuandai then flipped back: "On October 3rd, we came back today, but everyone's mood was very heavy, there was one less person in the class, may God bless her forever." "There's another one of her.

Lou Yuandai turned another page, the diary of the past few days was written very intensively, the teacher used to write every few days, but until the past few days, it has been like clockwork, as if there is something in his heart that no one can know that needs to be confided. (To be continued.) )